it's where I go..
if only for a little while..
each time my soul has snow..
and the white I see
is a blinding light to me..
that each time I go..
I leave all this behind..
and my pain is no more..
the joy I feel is so real..
likened to waves crashing
on the beach..
and the sand and sun..
with all the doors thrown
open..with a sign that says,
"Welcome"..it's here that
I belong..
It's just a dream made real..
from the sunshine in my heart..
If I told you how to do it..
you'd laugh and say,"Oh, come on,
even a child could do it."
It doesn't take much time..
to reach the other side..
Just a flip of the coin..
It's a pity..you know?
I can't stay here too long..
It's time for me to go..
The world is calling me back..
But, I'll be back again..
this side of tomorrow..
By Rick Weber
July 19, 2013
copywritten
2013
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